Thursday, December 5, 2013

"Let your freak flag fly,"They tell youSo let it flyA banner blowing bravely in the breezeForeverOr awhileOr don't.It's your flag.But do unfurl it!Spread it on the grass and have a sunny picnicCocoon yourself in it against the bitter winter coldOr sew it into your cloak and traipse the forest with your elves and sprites.Just never let it sitFolded and memorial on a shelf in the denCollecting dust and shameA monument to splendors that might have been.

We walk through the night In darkness so blackNo stars light the wayOr keep us on trackBut way off aheadWe hear a clear voiceOf one who can seeAnd we then have a choiceTo follow his counselAnd trust he can seeOr wander aboutIn the dark aimlesslySo for years upon yearsI followed that callI trusted that voiceIn the dark above allPlaced foot before footTook pains with each strideWalked on through the nightAnd I did so with prideUntil one strange momentI felt a new graceAnd something inspired meTo reach for my faceIn that pivotal momentI gasped when I foundThat my eyes were constrainedWith a blindfold aroundI took off the clothAnd to my surpriseThe night turned to dayIt dazzled my eyesAll the things I had missedThe leaves on the treesThe delicate graceOf clouds on the breezeThe colors of skyWhen the sun hits the westThe beauties of sightI could never have guessedAnd off in the distanceI saw a small manBidding others to followWherever they canAnd even from hereWhen I looked I could tellThat over his eyesWas a blindfold as wellSo I turned toward the sunLeaving darkness behindAnd vowed that I neverAgain would go blind